If you're Irish,
come into the parlour
There's a welcome there for you
And if your name is Timothy or Pat
As long as you come from Ireland
There's a welcome on the mat
If you come from the Monson Mall
Are Killarney's lakes so blue
We'll sing you a song and make a fuss
Whoever you are, you're one of us
If you're Irish, this is the place for
you
Come into the parlour now
and make yourselves at home
Come into the parlour,
sure you won't be on your own
There's a Mickey Mickey
and a Rafferty
and a Murphy and Muldoon
They say MacKilligan's daughter
doesn't know the taste of water
Ah, there's lots of stuff
sticking up the length of half the town
Gallons of the pot sheen
if you want to wash it down
So if you're Irish,
you're sure of a welcome
For there's a hooli on in Huntington's
House tonight
Well, here I am from Penny's Land,
the land that I renown
I broke the hearts of all the girls
a mile from Peaty Town
When they hear that I'm a wadder,
it's a hullabaloo
They hear about that handsome lad,
they call O'Donoghue
For I'm the boy to please her
and I'm the boy to squeeze her
I'm the boy to tease her
I'll tell you what I'll do
Culture like an Irishman
With robe and blar
Tickle my friend and me
Mulligans, Mulligan
Mulligan, Mulligan
Mulligan, Mulligan
Mulligan, Mulligan